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Madrigal by Thomas Weelkes transposed and sung by the dwsChorale
Now every tree renews his summers green,
Why is your heart in winters garments clad?
Your beauty says my love is summers queen,
But your cold love like winter makes me sad:
Then either spring with buds of love again
Or else congeal my thoughts with your disdain
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